Beautiful daughter number two is ready to graduate from high school. She is the bubbly in soda pop, the sparkle of a diamond, and sunshine on a cloudy day. This girl of mine is ready to step into the world and make it her own.
And though it tugs a bit at my mama heart, there is a lot less anxiety this time around. I know that she might sleep under a different roof, but I will always be her mama. She will always know where home is.
Oh how I love her. It is a blessing to be her mama. I couldn't be more proud of you, Paige.
I found some little doodle stitches when I was cleaning out my sewing hutch to prepare it for painting. I've finally painted this hutch (insert happy dance and a little squeal), but that's a story for another time. Back to the doodles... I've framed them up, given them a fabric bow, and listed them in my You Go Girl shop. It is fun to see them looking pretty and complete. I've listed four for sale. Let me introduce you.
There is Spring Breeze,
and Dragonfly Dandy on Grey,
her twin sister, Dragonfly Dandy on Stone,
and finally, Sunny Day Doodle.
And this one. Fall Fancy. This one I can't part with. That little squirrel has stolen my heart. Also, I stitched this one on a very lovely trip to Mexico. I'm thinking this doodle's destiny is on the wall in my studio. It takes me to my happy spot.
So I was walking by the craft studio and I heard some muffled sobs. It wasn't my sewing machine like last time. It was the scrap bags. Seems that they were feeling a little like Cinderella before the ball. They watched as the fancy-pants sisters (boxes of fabric ) flew out of the studio destined for adventure and places unknown. The scrap bags, laying haphazardly on my crafty table, were feeling blue; even if that wasn't their true color. It was time to act. Time for an intervention. Time to step up and give those scrappy girls a destiny. Look at all the pretty that was in those bags.
The cries have abated. There is excitement in the air. Redemption and destiny is a reality. I love it. It reminds me of the life journey set before us. Heavenly Father takes the bits and pieces that we have to offer and redeems them into something beautiful and with purpose. I love the way He rolls. Nothing is wasted.
Paige will graduate from highschool this spring. I can't believe it. Before she leaves our home, we think it is important that she experience a little taste of this world and how she can impact it in a postivie way simply by being willing to serve. On Thursday, she and Kevin departed for Haiti. They are there loving the people and working with Hope Alive Clinic. This is Kevin's second trip. He went with Hailey three years ago. This is the first time sweet Paige has gone. I know she will come back changed; her eyes will be opened, her heart will be softened, and her very being will be blessed. I love how God's economy works...you can not bless without be blessed many times over. It's counterintuitive, but my life expereince has proven it's true.
Before they left, I made luggage tags in hopes that all would arrive safely. They left with six suitcases jammed with things to share...toys for orphans, blankets and onesies for wee ones, all the hardware for a swingset, a bunch of soccer balls, and whatever else that girl of mine collected.
I can't wait to welcome them home and hear their stories.
PS...The contact information on that business card is outdated and incorrect. Just saying.
PSS...I bet you thought this post was going to say: AND JUST LIKE THAT, JANUARY IS ALMOST OVER AND I HAVEN'T POSTED ONCE. Nope. Tricked you. :-)
"Tis the season. I'm elfing again. You? Here in my home, spirits are high. Merry making is in full swing. The gift in the manger is on our minds. I hope all your holiday happenings are full of the magic of the season.
Jingle all the way,
Merry McSparkle (That's my new Christmas name. I like it.)
Brrrr...it's cold outside. The temperatures are SUBZERO in my corner of Montana. It takes your breath away, freezes your nose hairs together, and makes your hands feel like they are on fire if you are outside for more than a nanosecond without mitts on. The antidote to all this cold...Stay inside and crochet.
I found this super-cozy-oh-so-cute-insanely-soft-deliciously-warm-fleece jammie at Target. Just so happened that I had the perfect little baby to give it to and the perfect color yarn in the stash to hook a beanie to go with it. Yay! Look at that mustard yellow. Can you believe the match? I love it when that happens. The thing is, though, I still can't crochet for very long without my thumbs hurting. Remember this? Silly girl. Crocheting will never be for sissies (or idiots). Will my thumbs ever be the same?
That's all for now. I am off to find a box so I can put this prezzie in the post. Welcome to the world sweet Baby Elijah. I can't wait to meet you. I hope this keeps you warm and cozy in the winter days to come.